fine

It's fine, we got this.

It's so light, it's so fine that the body looks almost nude under it.

Now if the fine details of the brain do matter for consciousness, well, wouldn't this be enough for consciousness to happen inside a machine?

The idea is basically for ships to spray fine sea salt particles into the lowest part of the atmosphere.

Like, how do you fine-tune this?

I'd be absolutely fine with that.

It can show larger drips associated with slowly bleeding wounds, or fine spatter suggesting high-impact wounds from firearms or motorized tools.

But thank God everything was fine.

We could pay too late, to pay a fine."

There is just no point if they aren’t, most won’t be, and that’s fine, it’s just the way of the world.

The idea is basically for ships to spray fine sea-salt particles into the lowest part of the atmosphere, each particle acting like a mini mirror, reflecting sunlight away from the Earth.

Eventually, let’s not put too fine a word on it, the logical mind realises that if it goes on like this, then the whole system will go down, the entire host brain and body will succumb.

Once we recognise that by the time we are spending hours on a choice, anything we choose will be both pretty fine and simultaneously stubbornly somewhat awful too, we may cease to grow either quite so exercised or so terrified.

I'm thinking of like the first three Indiana Jones films, but I would like you can know it's me, but I'm not like that would be You'd be fine with that.